The Young Master Storms the City
Chapter 673 This is Simply Unscientific!_1

Chapter 673: Chapter 673 This is Simply Unscientific!_1

"If we could develop ten percent of it, our physical condition would already surpass the vast majority of humanity, even stronger than world champions,"

"If we continue to develop further, it’s said that we could awaken superpowers, but that’s what the lab says, I’m not too clear on the specifics."

He stared intently at the screen, his expression shifting unpredictably.

"If he’s a superhuman, can the Armed Guards handle him?" the assistant asked anxiously.

The supervisor pondered for a moment before slowly saying, "Superhumans are not almighty. With so much firepower, I refuse to believe he can block it all! There must be a limit to his abilities!"

The captain of the Armed Guards held the same thought, continuing to command his subordinates to shoot, even resorting to hand grenades.

After a solid twenty minutes of covering fire, the captain finally ordered his men to cease firing.

By then, the barrels of their guns had become scorchingly hot, and the ground was littered with a dense carpet of shell casings. The walls lining the corridor were pockmarked with bullet holes, almost shattered by the barrage.

Thin wisps of smoke drifted through the corridor, obscuring the view ahead.

The captain signaled with his hand, and immediately two members of the team stepped forward, cautiously advancing into the smoky haze.

However, upon entering, there was no further sound.

It was as if they had vanished into thin air, with not a single noise emanating forth.

"What’s the situation?"

The captain frowned deeply, sensing something unusual had happened, and gave another signal.

Suddenly ten team members stepped out, forming two groups, one following the other into the smoke.

One minute, two minutes, three minutes...

Still no trace of any movement.

The captain clenched his gun tightly and growled in a low voice, "Prepare for combat! The target is very likely still alive!"

In the next moment, Ning Fan’s indifferent voice came from within the smoke.

"I thought it would take you a bit longer to realize that."

Whoosh—

A gust of wind swept through, revealing Ning Fan standing unharmed in the corridor, all the bullets that had been fired lay in a heap less than three feet from his feet.

It was as if there was a barrier that had blocked all the bullets.

This scene shocked everyone present, including the supervisor behind the screen.

"Damn it! Didn’t the lab say that superhumans have limits to their abilities?!"

The supervisor’s eyes were bloodshot as he bit his lower lip fiercely, nearly drawing blood.

Could it be that the kid had simply hidden somewhere else, waiting for the bullets to run out before he revealed himself... bullshit, he couldn’t convince himself of that.

This was utterly unscientific!

The captain of the Armed Guards was also stunned; he had faced superhumans before, but none had ever shown such terrifying strength.

In such a confined space, to block such an intense barrage of gunfire singlehandedly!

Even among superhumans, probably only those at the very top could do such a thing.

"Retreat! Retreat! The target is extremely dangerous!"

The captain frantically called to his team members, only to see Ning Fan revealing a faint smile.

"These bullets are yours. I’m giving them back to you now."

Ning Fan raised his right hand, as if swatting at flies, and with a casual flick,

potent Spiritual Power surged from his palm, sweeping up the bullets from the ground and shooting them forward.

Thwack! Thwack! Thwack!

The sounds of flesh being pierced exploded in an instant, as the captain helplessly watched his men fall one after another.

In the blink of an eye, dozens of Armed Guards lay vanquished!

The captain, facing the advancing Ning Fan, felt his eyes fill with terror.

"Don’t come any closer! Stay back! Don’t you come over here!"

Amid the captain’s screams, Ning Fan nonchalantly broke his limbs and casually tossed him to the ground.

"Where’s your supervisor?"

Lying helplessly on the ground, the captain couldn’t stop crying out in pain. Hearing Ning Fan’s question, he couldn’t help but curse.

"Bastard, you damn scoundrel, you’ve done this to me, and you think I’m going to tell you?"

Ning Fan narrowed his eyes: "Really not going to tell?"

"Go ahead and kill me if you can!"

Ning Fan smiled, picked up a gun from the ground, and aimed it at the captain’s lower body.

"You see, I’m not very good with guns, so my aim isn’t great. If you answer poorly, you might end up missing an organ."

The inherent fear of such a threat immediately changed the captain’s expression.

Even if he were to die, he wished to die whole.

"I’ll tell, I’ll tell... The supervisor is on the top floor, the only way up is with an access card."

"Do you have it?"

"I don’t, I really don’t! I always receive instructions via radio!"

Inside the monitoring room, the supervisor watched the screen with a volatile expression.

His deputy exhaled in relief: "Thankfully, we didn’t give them access cards back then."

However, the supervisor suddenly stood up, shouting urgently, "Go release that thing immediately!"

The deputy was taken aback, aghast: "Boss, have you gone mad? If we release that thing, we’re all going to die!"

"Better to risk dying later than right now!" the supervisor’s eyes were red-rimmed, a sense of ominous premonition rising within him.